Never liked Bob Greene, anyway.
Now Bob Wall (scroll or search), him I liked. Always preferred 'GCI to 'BMX, which probably means something. No clue what, though.
You can relive those thrilling days of yesteryear, though.
Back To WBMX 102.7 FM – Julian Jumpin Perez
Rockin Down The House
I Love How You Feel
Jack Your Body
. . .
All I needed to see, thanks. If I never, ever have to hear a mix featuring Jack Your Body again. . .
Yeah, it's still radio day. Shut the hell up.
Trivia: WBMX stood for Black Music Experience. WVON was the Voice of the Negro. Still is, I suppose, but even when I'm in the city I don't listen to 'em. . .
Want to know more? See Rebecca Ortiz' What Really Happened At WBMX, an antidote to my unrelenting negativism. As a bonus, there's a brief, Chicago-biased history of house music.
You thought it was dead. You even mourned its absence. But whoever told you disco died was lying. Well they weren't necessarily lying - they were just misinformed. You see disco never died; it just descended. Now you might be asking yourself what could the bellbottom wearing, afro-fabulous, Saturday Night Fever-living-times have "descended" in to? In one sentence? One of the greatest elements of Chicago's history--house music.
You can even hear some mixes from back in the day, but I'm terrified one of them will include Jack. . . can't even type it. Sorry. Flashbacks.
Slight correction on the WVON call letters:
As WVON continues to grow and evolve, we are proud to have a committed team of professionals who are setting a new standard in black talk radio. Our programming, executive and administrative staff has taken this station to a higher level through their activism, community involvement and willingness to confront tough issues. Now that you’ve had a glimpse of those that have shaped our past, take a look at the people who are creating our future. Because of them, we have come full circle, from the Voice of the Negro to the Voice of a Nation. We are the talk of Chicago.
Emphasis added. And that's a Nation, not the Nation.
So, I probably shouldn't share...
That Bob Wall link made me snicker. For all the wrong reasons.
Mea culpa.
Yes...House Music is mad disco hiding under the guise of soul and funk revivalism.
Its still the beautiful people sweating til the wee hours except more often than not its in a dark club with low lights instead of a flashy bar with fancy light shows.
Let me go pull out some Felix Da Housecat and Marques Wyatt right now.
Shhh. We're supposed to pretend it's not really disco for marketing reasons.
Guess I should link an NYC-centric history for balance.
Yep, I should do that.
Tra la la.
Let's not forget that the dance version of Bryan Adams' "Heaven" by DJ Sammy and Yanou is just an old-fashioned house remix of the tune! Boy, did it get popular! I heard it for months on the dance music station out here in Chi-town (92.7) and then it "crossed over" to the Top 40 stations (103.5, 96.3).
DJ Sammy
http://www.djsammy.de
And how about that "Rock the Casbah" sample that's getting played? Oh, and the wacky "Price Is Right" song? Nutty!
LOLOL!
I just heard the following lyric on the new dance station, very earnestly sung by a female vocalist:
"I put my arms around him
Yes
And drew him down to me
So he could feel my breasts..."
BWAAAAhahahahahahahahahahaha...what a way to rhyme.
These are the things that make me cringe at the idea of those "women in music" special issues.
Yeah, how can you leave out NYC?!
i just spent fifteen minutes determining the current location of bob wall: little rock, arkansas. i have too much free time.
There's no such thing, dear heart.
Well, if you'd mentioned if he was doing a show there, I might have worried for a minute. . .
There's a Clinton joke here somewhere. Possibly even a funny one, unlike 99% of the ones I've heard.